"Please go to the waiting room to prepare."

"Aren't you going?" Cha Ling saw that there were many people walking in the dressing room, but Liao Juntao did not move for a long time.

He smiled: "What kind of beauty track do you think I look like this?" ”

Cha Ling doesn't know what to say about him, is he black?

Liao Juntao saw that Cha Ling was just chatting with him, there was no work to do, and he was very bored, so he walked to the boys' group and said a few words to the white and clean chubby man sitting on the edge of the sofa.

The boy put down his notebook and pen and walked over to her.

After a brief greeting, they got down to business, neither of them spoke, and it was eerily quiet.

In the same order, the base makeup is applied, and after the base makeup, Cha Ling begins to mix colors on the back of her hand.

Mao Buyi slowly opened his eyes, and the expression on which Cha Ling looked at the brush very intently.

Then he began to observe her again.

Today's Chaling is a combination of classic white T-shirt and denim, as well as fresh air bangs and long straight black hair, simple and fresh.

As if sensing the aroma of the buns, he turned around, and a boy was looking at Cha Ling with the buns.

As soon as Cha Ling looked up, he saw him: "It's you?" "It's the boy in the hallway.

He dragged the tail note cutely: "Cha Ling, hello, I'm Zhong Yixuan." ”

"How do you know my name is Cha Ling?"

Bao Zi didn't speak, and pointed to her work card.

"How many years have you been?"

She raised her brush and said lightly, "00." ”

"Then you don't have to go to school?"

"Big brother, it's a holiday now."

Zhong Yixuan didn't seem to foresee her reaction, he raised his eyebrows and didn't say a word.

"Then how did you come to be a makeup artist? Have you studied makeup? ”

"I'd love to. My friend has hired a very good makeup artist, and she taught it, so she must have learned. ”

After taking a moment, she caught a glimpse of the black that Zhong Yixuan's face couldn't cover with foundation, which was probably the work of a makeup artist in a hurry.

Of course, I also saw the buns.

"Why are you holding the bun?"

"Eat. It's delicious. ”

She was speechless.

After putting on makeup, Mao Buyi hurriedly returned to the sofa and picked up his small notebook, not knowing what he was remembering. But how did she feel like he was writing about her?

After she helped Radish and Zhou Zhennan put on makeup, a reminder from the staff sounded outside the door that the contestants on the Duxiu track should be ready to take the stage.

Zhou Zhennan got up, straightened the corners of his clothes, patted Cha Ling's shoulder and said, "Brother is gone, don't miss me too much." ”

His eyebrows and eyes were like splashing ink, and he raised his eyebrows slightly, floating a faint and sympathetic shadow streamer.

Cha Ling blinked, why is this person so familiar?

Before leaving, he also looked in the mirror and sighed that he was so handsome.

There's no one left.

It's cute, though.

Since all the contestants had finished putting on their makeup, she went backstage to watch the progress of the solo show.

I can't help but sigh, the song is really good.

People are really talented.